Showing posts with label David Bainbridge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label David Bainbridge. Show all posts
Saturday, October 26, 2019
Friendly Confrontations
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Bill Breedlove,
Brian Hodge,
David Bainbridge,
George Clooney,
GloriAnne Gilbert,
KARL EDWARD WAGNER,
Michael Berryman,
Reservoir Bananas,
Rowdy Roddy Piper,
Tiffany Sherpis
Saturday, July 27, 2019
A VISITING DAVID BAINBRIDGE HAS A PREMO DAY!
Saturday, June 15, 2019
I WALK THE LINE
There are a surprising amount of photos of me walking away from the camera as taken by the likes of Mark Kolodny and David Bainbridge.
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
PRINTERS ROW LITFEST 2018
Not much to say here. The programming seemed light compared to previous years. Weather was bad all through Friday night and it led to some bizarre fog in the morning. My usual accomplices were David and Abby Bainbridge. We ran into Brendan Detzner along the route, saw more than a few TAKE PHOTO & POST images, and sat through a nice hour listening to Guest of Honor Joyce Carol Oates talking.
Labels:
Abby Bainbridge,
Brendan Detzner,
David Bainbridge,
Joyce Carol Oates,
Printers Row Lit Fest
Friday, June 8, 2018
PRINTER'S ROW LIT FEST 2018
Soon to be headed downtown with David and Abby Bainbridge to see Joyce Carol Oates and hopefully retired Cubs catcher David Ross. More photos tonight.
Sunday, May 13, 2018
JOYCE CAROL OATES, SIX DEGREES OF SEPARATION, PRINTERS ROW LIT FEST
David Bainbridge told me that Joyce Carol Oates will be one of the GoH at this year's Printer's Row LitFest. I have a one degree separation with her, not six, thanks to Mort Castle. I never would have thought I'd be in the same book as Oates, but there I am.
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
RIP KAROLINA STEPEK: POLISH COP, PINK NINJA
So Mort Castle invited me, years ago, to speak to the kids at Columbia downtown. That's Mort with the moustache next to David Bainbridge. Mort has written dozens of books and edited On Writing Horror, and I am a part of that. I talked about my dad having been a cop and that is why so many of my stories were really based on events my dad and his partners had to deal with over the course of their careers.
Karolina attended that class and was also a cop and we became friends. She got cancer and I would call her while she was getting her chemo treatments. I visited her on Christmas Eve of 2015 after she had received word that there was a bone marrow match from someone in France. Unfortunately, the match did not take, though for 89 days, everything seemed to be going good. We all know the end to cancer stories.
Karolina died two weeks ago Sunday. She was 40 years old. And had the most beautiful eyes.
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